-Grace-
Let it be over... I begged inside myself for the music to end soon, so the dance would too. I just wanted to be as far away from him as possible, away from his roaming hands, his unpleasant breath, and his yellow teeth. His thinning gray hair was pushed back, but it did little to hide his age or the fact that his body was slowly betraying him.
I tried to look away as he spoke about how much he looked forward to taking me to Atla, where I would bear him many sons. I shivered in disgust at his words, silently begging someone to save me from him, but no one came. Even my father barely noticed us as he mingled with the other lords. I wanted to call out to him, but I knew I couldn’t without causing a scene.
Soon it was time for a spin, and as I moved away from King Hector, I finally
